Spider Luck

Is this a robbery?

Robber P.O.V.

Inside the jewelry store there is a tense atmosphere and, in addition to my gang, there are four other people.

The owner, who took a bullet in the shoulder as soon as he tried to fight back, a couple of newlyweds who will have come to buy wedding rings and a middle-aged man, who I hold close to, with the gun against his back.

Fortunately the man has understood his role as a hostage and is immobilized by fear.

Doing a robbery in the morning is usually a bad idea, however Mike said that heroes are busy with something about saving the world in Wakanda, so there should be no super looking after robbers like us now.

In case the police try to put a stick in our way, we got something for them. No one would give something like this to low-level criminals, so of course they use us as lab rats, but a friend of mine who tried it told me it was worth every penny.

'Go ahead, come and get us if you dare, you don't know what you're going to get into...'

"Mike, Jack. How much longer do you need?!" Robert exclaims with his SMG pointing at the owner, who holds his bleeding shoulder in his hand.

"How many times have I told you not to say our names out loud, Mr. Pink?! We're done, Mr. Bronw is getting off our bikes for our getaway from the van." Mike exclaims in an exasperated tone after returning from the back of the store.

"What a fucking stickler you are, we're in New York. Do you have any idea how many people call themselves Mike even within a hundred yards? We also have faces covered, that's enough to make us not recognize. Those stupid names are useless." Robert replies.

"I'd still like you to stick to the plan, is it a problem for you to control your fucking tongue, Mr. Pink?" Mike asked after taking it by the neck of the sweatshirt.

"If I may intrude, I think your friend is only acting like that because he's Mr. Pink. Maybe pink isn't macho enough for him? "

When we turn around to see who spoke, in front of us, hanging from a web upside down, there's the last person we wanted to see.

Spider-Man.

With extreme agility, the hero comes down from the web, and starts walking towards us after closing the back door from which Mike had entered.

"Man, we are in an evolved civilization friend, your masculinity does not cease to exist because of a stupid color... Unless yours was fragile from the start... If that were the case, no problem, I repeat, we are in an evolved civilization, I only have respect for my friends in the LGBTQ+ community, especially those still in their closet. Even criminals have the right to love and be loved by those they want right?" 

"What are you doing here?!" I exclaim as soon as I recover from the shock of his appearance

Following that exclamation, I point my gun at him, using the hostage as a human shield while Mike, Robert and I approach each other to stay together, ready to use our emergency plan.

"What am I doing here? I guess you're the smart one in the group, right? I am Spider-Travel Agent, I am here on behalf of my travel agency to inform you that you have won a nice trip. It's a one-way trip to the most visited tourist destination by those who do activities like yours, the prison. If you'll please follow me, I'm in a bit of a hurry."

"Damn it, Mike, you said if we did this thing this morning no hero would bother us!" esclama Robert furioso.

"I said there was a high chance that no fucking hero would come! It's not my fault this low-level hero is wasting his time here busting our balls instead of saving the world from yet another crisis!" Says Mike.